Defect 9: Juventude Javali Lyrics - Tom Zé

The wine of open legs 

soaks the offerings on the alter 

Screams, sperm and hand-cuffs 

The fury of pure lavender 

Quarter estrus moon — oh 

Timid fruit, nudity — chastity 

Sneakers and tits, liquor — color 

Fear, betrayal, desire — fright 

If in youth everything rushes forward like a wild boar 

this hot coitus is something I've already seen 

I've seen, I've seen 

Bacchus, hole, curve, grape I've already picked 

Meta-mycosis itche, everyone one out for oneself 

oneself, oneself